Last weekend was packed with crazy events associated with the Solstice. I enjoyed the Midnight Sun run from the end of our driveway, greeting people I know, and enjoying some of the creative costumes. Last year a group dressed as the Flintstones; this year there was a group as the Wizard of Oz. The weather was a balmy 75, even at 10 at night, but the skies were clear and gorgeous. Others enjoyed the Midnight Sun baseball game (which started at 10:30 p.m. and is played without the aid of artificial light), and some folks strolled through the downtown area for the street fair, from noon last Sunday till midnight.
With the longest day of the year behind us, we are looking for clouds now; perhaps the best news is we got a little rain last night. It seems to have made the skies a little clearer, as well as visibility. The smoke has been hanging thick in the sky, bringing the air quality to the unhealthy levels we are accustomed to experiencing in the winter months due to temperature inversions blanketing the valley.
Days have slowly started to shorten by mere minutes—but it still seems like endless day—even with forest fires. I think my garden likes the ash—all the flowers and vegetable gardens are looking quite big and healthy. I’ve especially enjoyed those visits with folks who return in the summer to see old acquaintances.